“My art career actually began under the kitchen table. My mother wanted to get me out of her hair while she cooked, so she laid out some paper and pencils on the floor under the kitchen table.” ArtWantedMotherCareersHairPaperTablesProfessionKitchenPencilsKitchen TablePaper And Pencil Author:Alton Tobey
“The house was immaculate, as always, not a stray hair anywhere, not a flake of dandruff or a crumpled towel. Even the roses on the dining-room table held their breath. A kind of airless cleanliness that always made me want to sneeze.” WantKindMadeHouseRoomsHairBreathsTablesRoseDishesCleanlinessDiningTowelsFlakesImmaculateDining Rooms Book:Vintage Cisneros Source: Vintage Cisneros
“Even here, in the U.S., I walk my daughter's dog and I look for interesting people sitting at a picnic table and I walk over with my white hair and I ask, "Would you mind if I sat and rested here for a minute?" Nobody would refuse that.” PeopleIfsMindLooksAsksWhiteWalksInterestingMinutesDogHairDaughterSittingTablesRefuseSatMy DaughterPicnicsWhite Hair Author:Rita Gelman
“I've done everything from cater, wait tables, pre-school teacher, painting, to being Cinderella, Elmo, a clown, nanny, selling hair... I would do kid's parties and entertain and do magic and paint faces and balloon animals. The highlight of my life.” DoneKidsSchoolFacesWaitingAnimalPartyTeacherMagicPaintingHairTablesPaintSellingClownHighlightsBalloonsSchool TeachersNanniesElmoPre School Author:Diora Baird
“Interviewer: 'So Frank, you have long hair. Does that make you a woman?' Frank Zappa: 'You have a wooden leg. Does that make you a table?” LongDoeHairTablesLegsFrankLong HairInterviewersZappa Author:Frank Zappa
“There is so little to remember of anyone - an anecdote, a conversation at a table. But every memory is turned over and over again, every word, however chance, written in the heart in the hope that memory will fulfill itself, and become flesh, and that the wanderers will find a way home, and the perished, whose lack we always feel, will step through the door finally and stroke our hair with dreaming habitual fondness not having meant to keep us waiting long.” WayFeelsHeartLittlesLongHomeDreamRememberWaitingMemoriesChanceStepsWrittenDoorsHairConversationTablesFleshStrokesHabitualAnecdotesFondnessWanderersWay Home Author:Marilynne Robinson
“Do you know what you’ve done?” I asked in a bland tone. Annette gave me an inquiring look. “You’ve gotten on my last nerve.” The table went crashing into her before she could blink, and then my fist found a home in her perfectly arranged hair.” KnowsLooksDoneHomeLastsFoundHairTablesToneNervesDo You KnowFistsBlinkBlandInquiring Author:Jeaniene Frost
“I had always imagined myself hitching up on to my elbows on the delivery table after it was all over - dead white, of course, with no makeup and from the awful ordeal, but smiling and radiant, with my hair down to my waist, and reaching out for my first little squirmy child and saying its name, whatever it was.” FirstsChildrenLittlesCoursesNamesWhiteHairTablesAwfulReachingMakeupReach OutDeliveryRadiantElbowsOrdealsNo Makeup Book:the bell jar Source: the bell jar
“Sit, Your High Majestic Lord Princes," she said. She yanked a chair from the table and sat herself down. "You're in fine temper," Raffin said. "Your hair is blue," Katsa snapped back.” SaidLordHairFineBlueTablesSatChairsTemperMajesticKatsa Author:Kristin Cashore
“raking a hand through his hair, he forced his attention to the text she'd left on the coffee table, refusing to dwell on the disconcerting fact that a part of him had taken one look at the lass in such proximity to his bed and said simply: Mine” LooksSaidFactsHandsLeftAttentionTakenMinesHairBedTablesCoffeeProximity Book:The Dark Highlander Source: The Dark Highlander